Penniless, I Transmigrate Through Different Countries by Sleeping

I can transmigrate into anyone.

I wake up in someone else's body. A different country, a different era, a different life.

The System gives me only two abilities: I can understand every language, and every time I return to reality, another hundred thousand yuan appears in my bank account.

Other than that, I have nothing.

No golden finger, no System shop, no invincible aura. If I transmigrate into a rich person, I enjoy the good life. If I transmigrate into a slum, I struggle to survive. If I die, I transmigrate to the next place. If I live, I return to China and continue my ordinary life.

One hundred and thirty-seven transmigrations. Forty-three deaths.

I went to the Taihang Mountains in 1944 and met someone who had waited for me for eighty years. I went to the future in 3026 and learned that I was a pawn made by someone else.

But I don't care.

Because after so many transmigrations, I finally understood one thing:

What matters isn't where you've been, who you've met, or how many times you've died.

What matters is that someone is waiting for you to come back.